Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Bosnia Herzegovina and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing LL Cool J to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Fugs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Khruangbin,
Metal Thangz,
Gregory Isaacs,
H. Thieme,
Little Man,
Lucky Dragons,
Quadrant,
Hardrive,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Saccharine Trust,
Soulsonic Force,
The Offenders,
10cc,
Rhythm & Sound,
Spoonie Gee,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Talk Talk,
Ponytail,
David McCallum,
Schoolly D,
Bush Tetras,
David Bowie,
Rotary Connection,
Bang On A Can,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sister Nancy,
The Move,
Letta Mbulu,
Ultra Naté,
The Pretty Things,
Popol Vuh,
Radio Birdman,
The Techniques,
U.S. Maple,
Black Sheep,
Subhumans,
Royal Trux,
Sun City Girls,
Yellowson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Motions,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lee Hazlewood,
Amazonics,
The Seeds,
Accadde A,
Cybotron,
Minor Threat,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Graham Central Station,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cameo,
Kerrie Biddell,
D'Angelo,
Hashim,
Sparks,
PIL,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.